officially xmas eve. merry xmas.
this bday i was happy. perhaps cos it wasnt boring. perhaps cos it wasnt unhappy. perhaps cos it was just a lil different.
got a new pair of running shoes and a treat at the airport hk cafe from mum and sis, got a new longchamp bag from sis and kurt. thanks so much.
today. i meant ytd. i was nervous, stressed..so much so that my hands were shaking..over 2 matters.
i didnt know or maybe i always knew but i forgot..that driving can be very very stressful. and dangerous. esp at nite. that long and loud honk from the car..woke me up from the daze or dream or trance or wateva u call it, that i was in. there and then, i truly understood how and why honks could prevent accidents. i felt so much like saying that..sometimes honks too, can be the root to accidents.
anyway. it was so very loud and clear, so scary and so vivid. even til now..some many hrs ltr.
the trip to EPG was just equally bad. for the first time, i felt real bad at raising my voice at someone who is as bad as a cheaterbug, a conman. and yet the words were neither harsh nor rude. i rmb i said thank you before i hung up the phone. i guess the person prolly felt the heavy blocks of facts crashing onto him. but i could sense he was fed up, pissed off too..but who in his shoes wouldnt feel the same way?
serious. i always thot that scolding someone could or might be fun and cool. just now, i realised it could make one so guilt-stricken too. in that matter, i certainly wasnt in the wrong. the other party was. i asked if i was being unreasonable. the reply i got was that the guy deserved it. but still..that wasn't consoling enough. maybe i'm afraid..but i'm not sure exactly wat i'm afraid of. i've related facts and truths to all parties of concern. think there's nth i shd be afraid of. right?
Saturday, December 18, 2010
this blog
i dunno who reads it still
cos apparently the tagboard has been stagnant since donkey yrs ago
but who cares whther anyone reads it or not
its like a diary
pple are not supposed to barge into that world of words and emotions
and if they happen to know
they shd hold their breath and tip-toe their way out
cos they just knew sth they knew they shdnt know
correct?
cos apparently the tagboard has been stagnant since donkey yrs ago
but who cares whther anyone reads it or not
its like a diary
pple are not supposed to barge into that world of words and emotions
and if they happen to know
they shd hold their breath and tip-toe their way out
cos they just knew sth they knew they shdnt know
correct?
Friday, December 10, 2010
Saturday, December 04, 2010
a dream that may or may not come true
as the title says.
she's the 3rd person doing sth that I wished so much to do. and i was surprised. but maybe not, judging from the fotos.
well, its not God..but its that our fate has been predestined. the paths that we will take. our achievements, etc. somehow.
its regret. its abt the money, its abt maybe the prestige. then again, turn around and look back..wat abt the money, wat abt the so-called prestige. they're really not impt and not difficult once i clear the 4-yr long hurdle right.
that choice some 3yrs ago did change my life. my entire life. from the course i'd take, to the exchange, to the time i'd graduate, to the grades i might get, to the frens i'll have. thats why i call it fate. it must be fate, else where on Earth do you find a decision that impacts ur life for 2yrs off a decade?
as i always think thats wat i want to be. as i envy pple arnd me doing wat i want to do. maybe at the end of the day, that path is just not destined for me? i think i can try to change fate. but i'll probably suffer.
oh then maybe i'm just fated to wait for my dream to come true.
and if its really fate, as the title says..
she's the 3rd person doing sth that I wished so much to do. and i was surprised. but maybe not, judging from the fotos.
well, its not God..but its that our fate has been predestined. the paths that we will take. our achievements, etc. somehow.
its regret. its abt the money, its abt maybe the prestige. then again, turn around and look back..wat abt the money, wat abt the so-called prestige. they're really not impt and not difficult once i clear the 4-yr long hurdle right.
that choice some 3yrs ago did change my life. my entire life. from the course i'd take, to the exchange, to the time i'd graduate, to the grades i might get, to the frens i'll have. thats why i call it fate. it must be fate, else where on Earth do you find a decision that impacts ur life for 2yrs off a decade?
as i always think thats wat i want to be. as i envy pple arnd me doing wat i want to do. maybe at the end of the day, that path is just not destined for me? i think i can try to change fate. but i'll probably suffer.
oh then maybe i'm just fated to wait for my dream to come true.
and if its really fate, as the title says..
Friday, November 19, 2010
this may sound cliche. but still i must say.
back then when we were young, we yearned to grow up. we wanted to do things that the adults can do, we want the freedom that we were deprived of.
we wanted to make phone calls as and when we wanted to w/o asking for permissions.
we wanted to eat junks whenever we feel like it.
we wanted to wake up late..perhaps say 10am?
we wanted to watch tv like nobody's biz.
we raced to the 2 pathetic terminals just to play touch-typing.
and the list goes on and on.
most imptly, we hoped to get out of school and start working.
it feels like as we grow older, there are more things that we dread, groan, moan, sigh about.
its not just about school. we still hate school. but perhaps we hate work too.
we miss the days when we only have to do homework that'll never last more than 1/4 of a day.
we miss the days when we took afternoon naps.
whats tv when there's facebook, tudou and youtube? we don't even feel as much like before, to turn it on immediately after we reach home.
we can make a thousand phone calls. on 18th of each month, we see a thousand bucks bill too.
knowledge is no longer bound by the 1-inch textbook. the www is an ultra-thin disguise for an infinitely thick encyclopedia. that makes us feel that what we know is almost equivalent to the size of an atom.
waking up late doesn't mean that our days hence become shorter. the number of hours that we have to crack our brain is a constant. not a variable.
responsibility becomes like a million-tonne burden. its damn heavy on the shoulders. we're responsible for whatever we do and say.
slack today, work double tmr.
eat junk today, exercise harder tmr or we'll notice that our weight seems to be proportional to the amt of unhealthy food we eat.
today you spend more, tmr u spend less.
who's to remind us to stop procrastinating, hurry and get work done?
who's to remind us to stop eating else we'll get into TAF club, and have to eat only an apple for lunch?
who's to give us the same amt of daily pocket money, regardless of how much we spend each day?
gone are those days.
back then when we were young, we yearned to grow up. we wanted to do things that the adults can do, we want the freedom that we were deprived of.
we wanted to make phone calls as and when we wanted to w/o asking for permissions.
we wanted to eat junks whenever we feel like it.
we wanted to wake up late..perhaps say 10am?
we wanted to watch tv like nobody's biz.
we raced to the 2 pathetic terminals just to play touch-typing.
and the list goes on and on.
most imptly, we hoped to get out of school and start working.
it feels like as we grow older, there are more things that we dread, groan, moan, sigh about.
its not just about school. we still hate school. but perhaps we hate work too.
we miss the days when we only have to do homework that'll never last more than 1/4 of a day.
we miss the days when we took afternoon naps.
whats tv when there's facebook, tudou and youtube? we don't even feel as much like before, to turn it on immediately after we reach home.
we can make a thousand phone calls. on 18th of each month, we see a thousand bucks bill too.
knowledge is no longer bound by the 1-inch textbook. the www is an ultra-thin disguise for an infinitely thick encyclopedia. that makes us feel that what we know is almost equivalent to the size of an atom.
waking up late doesn't mean that our days hence become shorter. the number of hours that we have to crack our brain is a constant. not a variable.
responsibility becomes like a million-tonne burden. its damn heavy on the shoulders. we're responsible for whatever we do and say.
slack today, work double tmr.
eat junk today, exercise harder tmr or we'll notice that our weight seems to be proportional to the amt of unhealthy food we eat.
today you spend more, tmr u spend less.
who's to remind us to stop procrastinating, hurry and get work done?
who's to remind us to stop eating else we'll get into TAF club, and have to eat only an apple for lunch?
who's to give us the same amt of daily pocket money, regardless of how much we spend each day?
gone are those days.
Monday, November 08, 2010
i can't stand this, i can't stand that
there are so many things that i can't stand
probably pple cant stand me either
but i dun care.
i can't stand pple who behave like weaklings, being so reliant on others
i can't stand pple who behave like they've got a million secrets kept from you..yet when u ask them, they refuse to admit
i can't stand pple who knew that u dislike them, yet they still try so hard to talk to you
can't we just live for ourselves, be more open (wats there to hide??) and be more aware of our surroundings? fed up.
there are so many things that i can't stand
probably pple cant stand me either
but i dun care.
i can't stand pple who behave like weaklings, being so reliant on others
i can't stand pple who behave like they've got a million secrets kept from you..yet when u ask them, they refuse to admit
i can't stand pple who knew that u dislike them, yet they still try so hard to talk to you
can't we just live for ourselves, be more open (wats there to hide??) and be more aware of our surroundings? fed up.
Thursday, September 02, 2010
an act of selfishness or kindness?
this aftn while i was on the train, heading towards school, this group (about 6 of them) of middle-aged aunties maybe in their sixties boarded the train at outram park. since i boarded the train at tampines, naturally i got a seat.
by the time the train pulled up to outram, it was rather packed and getting a seat was not possible. 1 or 2 of the commuters actually gave up their seats to these aunties. and they very naturally sat down, without any word of thanks.
the rest of the aunties who had yet to get a seat, started to look around, scanning for seats HUNGRILY. and they saw me, seated. one stared at me for some seconds..pointed to the other fellow aunties at the seat that i was sitting at. they looked at me, and then continued to scout for seats, returning their glares at me occasionally.
i refused to give up my seat. not cos i was selfish, but cos they were selfish. i was carrying my laptop, my cables and many other stuff. everything was so bulky and heavy. how do they expect me to give up my seat for them? on 2nd thot, i probably needed the seat more than them, cos they were almost free-handed and could always grab hold to any of the railings. on a side thot, would they be willing to carry my stuff for me if i gave up my seat to them? ridiculous. i thot they could have just diverted their glares to the many other able-bodied people who were sitting and who didn't even bother to pretend to be sleeping.
and i must comment on the ugly behaviors of this group of aunties. i mean haven't they heard of crimes such as daylight robberies? since they are so weak that they need a seat whenever they are not doing anything, what makes them think that they would be strong enough to fight with the robbers, who wanna rob their gold chains, bracelets and jade rings and all those xmas-like accessories? or do they think that their thick make-up might possibly psycho those robbers to believe that they are not their usual easy targets?
and need they attract the attentions of all the commuters in the carriage by talking so loudly? are they trying to rid every single seated commuter so that they can have all the seats they want? haven't they even got the slightest bit of shame, instead of having to run and snatch the seats (but to no avail) whenever someone gets up and alight like a game of musical chair? and if that's the case, they are definitely sore losers, cos rather obviously, they were dissatisfied and unhappy when they failed to get the seats.
unless i borrowed the seat from them, i owe them no seat. and they as the elderly, should not take the campaign for granted. no doubt we are all encouraged to give up our seats. but its neither a rule nor a law. and to put it in a more selfish manner, i'm not obliged to give up my seat, especially if there's no blue sticker behind me. right?
i would very gladly give up my seat to someone who needs it more than me, only if i can cos i think its stupid and senseless and retard for me to give up my seat, to prevent pple from falling when, i fall cos i have had no hands to grab hold of anything the very moment i stand up.
i've given up my seat before. many times. and i'm appreciative of those who appreciated my act of kindness.
by the time the train pulled up to outram, it was rather packed and getting a seat was not possible. 1 or 2 of the commuters actually gave up their seats to these aunties. and they very naturally sat down, without any word of thanks.
the rest of the aunties who had yet to get a seat, started to look around, scanning for seats HUNGRILY. and they saw me, seated. one stared at me for some seconds..pointed to the other fellow aunties at the seat that i was sitting at. they looked at me, and then continued to scout for seats, returning their glares at me occasionally.
i refused to give up my seat. not cos i was selfish, but cos they were selfish. i was carrying my laptop, my cables and many other stuff. everything was so bulky and heavy. how do they expect me to give up my seat for them? on 2nd thot, i probably needed the seat more than them, cos they were almost free-handed and could always grab hold to any of the railings. on a side thot, would they be willing to carry my stuff for me if i gave up my seat to them? ridiculous. i thot they could have just diverted their glares to the many other able-bodied people who were sitting and who didn't even bother to pretend to be sleeping.
and i must comment on the ugly behaviors of this group of aunties. i mean haven't they heard of crimes such as daylight robberies? since they are so weak that they need a seat whenever they are not doing anything, what makes them think that they would be strong enough to fight with the robbers, who wanna rob their gold chains, bracelets and jade rings and all those xmas-like accessories? or do they think that their thick make-up might possibly psycho those robbers to believe that they are not their usual easy targets?
and need they attract the attentions of all the commuters in the carriage by talking so loudly? are they trying to rid every single seated commuter so that they can have all the seats they want? haven't they even got the slightest bit of shame, instead of having to run and snatch the seats (but to no avail) whenever someone gets up and alight like a game of musical chair? and if that's the case, they are definitely sore losers, cos rather obviously, they were dissatisfied and unhappy when they failed to get the seats.
unless i borrowed the seat from them, i owe them no seat. and they as the elderly, should not take the campaign for granted. no doubt we are all encouraged to give up our seats. but its neither a rule nor a law. and to put it in a more selfish manner, i'm not obliged to give up my seat, especially if there's no blue sticker behind me. right?
i would very gladly give up my seat to someone who needs it more than me, only if i can cos i think its stupid and senseless and retard for me to give up my seat, to prevent pple from falling when, i fall cos i have had no hands to grab hold of anything the very moment i stand up.
i've given up my seat before. many times. and i'm appreciative of those who appreciated my act of kindness.
Saturday, August 28, 2010
FYP :(
fieldscopes, terrestrial scopes, electro-optic camera, star tracker, lens....
BLAH BLAH BLAH.
all these names and all their specs..they are driving me nuts!! i regret being so lazy. slacked so much, only to realise that...I DUN HAVE MUCH TIME TO PLAY AROUND ANYMORE!!! ouch. now i feel the stress.
if only i felt it earlier :(
anyway i just deleted 1 post. cos i cant even recall wat that post was for. haha. STM.
BLAH BLAH BLAH.
all these names and all their specs..they are driving me nuts!! i regret being so lazy. slacked so much, only to realise that...I DUN HAVE MUCH TIME TO PLAY AROUND ANYMORE!!! ouch. now i feel the stress.
if only i felt it earlier :(
anyway i just deleted 1 post. cos i cant even recall wat that post was for. haha. STM.
Friday, August 27, 2010
Change is inevitable - except from a vending machine
A mere 1 month is not sufficient to conclude any changes in a person. Sometimes u can't even understand someone whom u have known for years, let alone a month.
Alas, if changes cant be prevented..if changes cant be changed..instead of pointing fingers and blaming people for changing, shdn't we just adapt to them?
Alas, if changes cant be prevented..if changes cant be changed..instead of pointing fingers and blaming people for changing, shdn't we just adapt to them?
Saturday, August 21, 2010
Unimpressive
If that qn meant to be a diagnostic test, i hereby declare that he has definitely failed the test. and so far..he's the only failure. Lousy.
Sunday, August 08, 2010
unsure. uncertain. i realise feelings are too abstract to be trusted. unlike maths and science which can be easily be proven, feelings can easily be proven wrong.
i dun wanna make the same mistakes as before. yet i do not want to miss any opportunity. but shd i trust my feelings that are telling me that this is an opportunity in the first place? what if and what if i dun?
thats why i say. unsure. uncertain.
i dun wanna make the same mistakes as before. yet i do not want to miss any opportunity. but shd i trust my feelings that are telling me that this is an opportunity in the first place? what if and what if i dun?
thats why i say. unsure. uncertain.
Monday, August 02, 2010
I'm a very direct person. Therefore my comments are straight to the point. I hint and imply to pple..so much so that what i'm trying to convey is obvious, but i dun hide any truth in any case. And therefore I disagree with pple who conceal factual stuff.
As we grow up, the picture of reality gets clearer. A what-used-to-be-perfect combi of young and innocent is totally bullshit. this world is full of scheming and hideous pple. some are apparent while some, it takes time to realise. some backstab, some frontstab while some spike ur drinking water with lethal poison. and the poison-er? you dun wanna know who did it. its disgusting to know.
That makes me ponder. so how much do i actually know abt the pple arnd me? maybe just a few close ones. how much do u know abt them? the fact that i dun even know much abt myself justifies the no-ans answer to the qns. And just when i thot there's no such thing as true fren, a true fren of mine msn-ed me. momentarily i discarded my thot and concluded that i might just be over-paranoid. but after some time, certain "event" stirred up that same feeling again. and this time, i've been proven right that maybe, very few pple have the makings of a true fren.
As we grow up, the picture of reality gets clearer. A what-used-to-be-perfect combi of young and innocent is totally bullshit. this world is full of scheming and hideous pple. some are apparent while some, it takes time to realise. some backstab, some frontstab while some spike ur drinking water with lethal poison. and the poison-er? you dun wanna know who did it. its disgusting to know.
That makes me ponder. so how much do i actually know abt the pple arnd me? maybe just a few close ones. how much do u know abt them? the fact that i dun even know much abt myself justifies the no-ans answer to the qns. And just when i thot there's no such thing as true fren, a true fren of mine msn-ed me. momentarily i discarded my thot and concluded that i might just be over-paranoid. but after some time, certain "event" stirred up that same feeling again. and this time, i've been proven right that maybe, very few pple have the makings of a true fren.
Sunday, July 11, 2010
Happening happening.
IO is coming to an end. So is World Cup 2010. The 1st time in my life getting so involved in WC. I felt so proud of myself..understanding and analyzing the formations and tactics of those teams, watching the matches in those wee hours of the nights, discussing those matches with my colls, predicting correctly some of the winning teams and so randomly, supporting my convictions monetarily. Perhaps it was solely due to the company. LOL
Every 4-years is different. Just like WC2010 being different from WC2006. Then, I rmb watching the head-butt of Zidance at some 5am and going to school in the afternoon, where the hottest topic of the day was nth but the match and its blunders. I'm sure WC2014 would be a different ballgame too.
Everyone is graduating. Okay good. Congrats. But i dun feel the significance abt it. Convo is just a ceremony. That gown is just a non-living thing that one puts on to take fotos. It actually has not much meaning. Learning doesn't stop upon graduation. Life doesnt change MUCH upon graduation. Your peers become ur colls. The Earth still turns. It just means that u're gonna face the harshness and competition of the working society. And u may or may not be ready for it.
Back 20 yrs ago, perhaps it would really make a HUGEEEE diff. But today, come on, in any big org..i'm sure there're more than 75% of the staff who have worn that gown before. So then, a big deal?
When its my turn, I would have been working for 6mths. I probably would be taking a day off from work to attend that ceremony and the next day i'll be back to work, like nth fantastic has happened the day before. None of my colls would be happie for me or to celebrate for me. They might throw more work to me cos of that recently-received cert. Or maybe they would have done that the very 1st day i entered the org. So then again, a big deal?
Yah, still different pple with different opinions. The journey would have been different for everyone too. Just my 2c worth..don't even have to take it too seriously.
Last week of IO. The best emoticon to describe would be :S A summation of :) and :(
I had the most fun with my fellow intern frens. As for the colls..maybe i'm still not too close with them. But i don't doubt there "niceness". Then again, who wants to wake up early? Who wants to be like a sardine in a can-squashed and i-dunno-wat. Who wnats to use their brains for the whole day? Who wants to be so shag at nite that they cant even do any other things other than slp? Haha.
Two things i've learned: I would treasure my last week of IO.
I would too, treasure my last sem of school.
IO is coming to an end. So is World Cup 2010. The 1st time in my life getting so involved in WC. I felt so proud of myself..understanding and analyzing the formations and tactics of those teams, watching the matches in those wee hours of the nights, discussing those matches with my colls, predicting correctly some of the winning teams and so randomly, supporting my convictions monetarily. Perhaps it was solely due to the company. LOL
Every 4-years is different. Just like WC2010 being different from WC2006. Then, I rmb watching the head-butt of Zidance at some 5am and going to school in the afternoon, where the hottest topic of the day was nth but the match and its blunders. I'm sure WC2014 would be a different ballgame too.
Everyone is graduating. Okay good. Congrats. But i dun feel the significance abt it. Convo is just a ceremony. That gown is just a non-living thing that one puts on to take fotos. It actually has not much meaning. Learning doesn't stop upon graduation. Life doesnt change MUCH upon graduation. Your peers become ur colls. The Earth still turns. It just means that u're gonna face the harshness and competition of the working society. And u may or may not be ready for it.
Back 20 yrs ago, perhaps it would really make a HUGEEEE diff. But today, come on, in any big org..i'm sure there're more than 75% of the staff who have worn that gown before. So then, a big deal?
When its my turn, I would have been working for 6mths. I probably would be taking a day off from work to attend that ceremony and the next day i'll be back to work, like nth fantastic has happened the day before. None of my colls would be happie for me or to celebrate for me. They might throw more work to me cos of that recently-received cert. Or maybe they would have done that the very 1st day i entered the org. So then again, a big deal?
Yah, still different pple with different opinions. The journey would have been different for everyone too. Just my 2c worth..don't even have to take it too seriously.
Last week of IO. The best emoticon to describe would be :S A summation of :) and :(
I had the most fun with my fellow intern frens. As for the colls..maybe i'm still not too close with them. But i don't doubt there "niceness". Then again, who wants to wake up early? Who wants to be like a sardine in a can-squashed and i-dunno-wat. Who wnats to use their brains for the whole day? Who wants to be so shag at nite that they cant even do any other things other than slp? Haha.
Two things i've learned: I would treasure my last week of IO.
I would too, treasure my last sem of school.
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Netherlands:Slovakia-2:1
If everyone has the sportsmanship like those national teams have.
If only all losers are not sore.
The truth always speaks for itself. There's no point going round and round, arguing about tales. The more you say, the more you contradict yourself.
If you're wrong then admit so. Being defensive is a sign of guilt. It only makes the people around you hate you more. And makes the loser feel more sore.
Its a vicious cycle.
If everyone has the sportsmanship like those national teams have.
If only all losers are not sore.
The truth always speaks for itself. There's no point going round and round, arguing about tales. The more you say, the more you contradict yourself.
If you're wrong then admit so. Being defensive is a sign of guilt. It only makes the people around you hate you more. And makes the loser feel more sore.
Its a vicious cycle.
Monday, May 31, 2010
beginning of 4th week into IO. how time flies! at that time, i was still in fear of wat working in DSTA would be like..if i would have nice colleagues, if i would have pple to eat lunch wif, etc. the past 3 weeks o internship made those worries rather unfounded.
work has been constantly hectic. but surprisingly, they are very much manageable than they seemed to be. the picture is getting clearer everyday and my supervisor is getting more approachable too.
the stress factor is definitely thr..many more times than what others would feel - cos my IO is graded + i dun wanna leave a lousy impression. afterall it's only months before i go back again. i may or may not know what ppl would say aft i leave, but i dun want to be marked down even before i officially start work
work aside, i admit i've been very lazy wrt fyp. sigh, i really dun feel the motivation to work on it. i just wish to devote all of my time, effort and concentration on IO..but i know IO is no excuse for excusing myself from working on fyp. 10 AUs vs 4 AUs. at this age, i shd be able to weigh (& link) the importance.
the diff b/w the last and this post:
gg#1 wasnt back then, but now, she's back. :)
the Irina bracelet was still not mine then, but now, its in my cabinet. :) :)
work has been constantly hectic. but surprisingly, they are very much manageable than they seemed to be. the picture is getting clearer everyday and my supervisor is getting more approachable too.
the stress factor is definitely thr..many more times than what others would feel - cos my IO is graded + i dun wanna leave a lousy impression. afterall it's only months before i go back again. i may or may not know what ppl would say aft i leave, but i dun want to be marked down even before i officially start work
work aside, i admit i've been very lazy wrt fyp. sigh, i really dun feel the motivation to work on it. i just wish to devote all of my time, effort and concentration on IO..but i know IO is no excuse for excusing myself from working on fyp. 10 AUs vs 4 AUs. at this age, i shd be able to weigh (& link) the importance.
the diff b/w the last and this post:
gg#1 wasnt back then, but now, she's back. :)
the Irina bracelet was still not mine then, but now, its in my cabinet. :) :)
Sunday, May 02, 2010
I wish for money to drop from the sky..so that I can fulfill my materialistic needs. I realise I have changed..or maybe all along I've been like that.
Actually I'm not too materialistic also. I only wish to buy 3 simple items:
Swarovski Crystal Bracelet - $255
XPERIA Pureness - $768
Mazda2 Sedan - $75888
Very soon, the first item will be off this list.
As for the other 2.....
...to be continued.
Actually I'm not too materialistic also. I only wish to buy 3 simple items:
Swarovski Crystal Bracelet - $255
XPERIA Pureness - $768
Mazda2 Sedan - $75888
Very soon, the first item will be off this list.
As for the other 2.....
...to be continued.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
We learned about cause and effect "因为，所以" since primary school. Yes, there's a cause for everything. And we often reap what we sow. Thinking about that particular remark made some months ago by this person whom i quite dislike, i can't help but believed even more in karma.
People around us are silent observers of our behaviors. If SHE had eaten more humble pie, or if SHE had toned down, or if SHE had just kept her thoughts to herself... perhaps things would not have turned out this way. Oh well, after this I dun think there's a chance for her to boast abt the same thing anymore.
Apparently, SHE too had forgotten to put herself in others' shoes. What would her feelings be if SHE heard the same kind of remark made by a 3rd party? I'm quite sure SHE would feel more or less the same as I did. Anyhow, "人在做，天在看". We are all familiar with this phrase. Its up to us, to constantly remind ourselves of it, so that we would not do stupid things that we should not do.
People around us are silent observers of our behaviors. If SHE had eaten more humble pie, or if SHE had toned down, or if SHE had just kept her thoughts to herself... perhaps things would not have turned out this way. Oh well, after this I dun think there's a chance for her to boast abt the same thing anymore.
Apparently, SHE too had forgotten to put herself in others' shoes. What would her feelings be if SHE heard the same kind of remark made by a 3rd party? I'm quite sure SHE would feel more or less the same as I did. Anyhow, "人在做，天在看". We are all familiar with this phrase. Its up to us, to constantly remind ourselves of it, so that we would not do stupid things that we should not do.
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Realise I've been blogging very frequently lately? Thats a sign of stress and escape. An excuse for not doing work. LOL
So randomly I viewed the bday video that Lam prepared for Jac. Made me realise how long our frenships have been. 9 years and still counting. Indeed its a blessing to have such long-lasting frenships. Maybe the feeling is no longer the same as it first started, but still, its a proud thing to proclaim!
Those jokes that we've cracked, they were at least 7 years old. But they are still as fresh as thou they were just recently heard. LOL, I hope we will always rmb them and talk and laugh abt them many years down the road.
BLMs rock. No matter wat.
To GG#01: The GG Committee was established when we were at the bus stop opposite NAS (not sure if u still rmb). But anyway, I was proud (yes, I'm very proud) to write ur name as my character referee + to write that we've known each other for 9 years!! Assuming we are only 21 years old (which we really are), thats like 43% of our life so far. One day when we are 100 years old, it would be 88%. WOOHOO hosei sia! :)
So randomly I viewed the bday video that Lam prepared for Jac. Made me realise how long our frenships have been. 9 years and still counting. Indeed its a blessing to have such long-lasting frenships. Maybe the feeling is no longer the same as it first started, but still, its a proud thing to proclaim!
Those jokes that we've cracked, they were at least 7 years old. But they are still as fresh as thou they were just recently heard. LOL, I hope we will always rmb them and talk and laugh abt them many years down the road.
BLMs rock. No matter wat.
To GG#01: The GG Committee was established when we were at the bus stop opposite NAS (not sure if u still rmb). But anyway, I was proud (yes, I'm very proud) to write ur name as my character referee + to write that we've known each other for 9 years!! Assuming we are only 21 years old (which we really are), thats like 43% of our life so far. One day when we are 100 years old, it would be 88%. WOOHOO hosei sia! :)
Saturday, March 20, 2010
My 1st post in 18 Feb 2006.
Over 4 years, I've accumulated some 251 entries (excluding this one).
Reading those archived entries is really an interesting thing to do. All of a sudden, I feel myself being brought back to the good old days in TJ. For most of the entries, I could visualise the exact scenario that the events took place and when and where the entries were being posted.
Its been more than 3 years since I left TJ, and today, I truly believe that I've spent the happiest days of my life there.
All the while, I have enjoyed studying what I studied in TJ (perhaps minus the memorising of the bio stuff and the SPAs).
I still rmb that I liked chem and maths a lot.
I still rmb I were on very friendly terms with my tutor.
I still rmb how that Ah Chong kept calling me. YUCKS.
Studying was really a bliss in a non-competitive envt.
I enjoyed my CCA..pretending to do sth constructive in SCICO but end up doing nth actually.
I too enjoyed the bus 67 rides home after Physics S and SCICO with zj.
Back then, thou we were physically bounded by the dirty-green uniform, we were spiritually freed from the many responsibilities and troubles. No work was ever too difficult to handle back then. Or even if there were, you knew that u were not alone. Unlike the present, where you are supposed to face whatever being thrown to you, be it good or bad, alone. Yes, you have frens around. But they may not feel what you are feeling like the way my classmates used to do, cos of their bkgd or intellectual development. Afterall, they don't even share the same timetable as you.
Nobody is there to monitor your grades and tell you what you shd study and what you shdn't.
Nobody is there to mark attendance when the clock strikes 830am.
Nobody cares whether you are even there in the classroom or not.
There is no warmth in the cold TRs and LTs. Pple leave almost immediately when the class ends, and before you know it, you're out of class and walking around somewhere, alone.
Independence comes with a heavy price called responsibilities. Assignments one after another. Exam dates are smashed right onto your face when you planned your timetable. YOU are supposed to do your own time management. YOU are supposed to know what to do, when to do what and how to do. Isn't it tiring?
Undoubtedly, life in TJ was the best.
Over 4 years, I've accumulated some 251 entries (excluding this one).
Reading those archived entries is really an interesting thing to do. All of a sudden, I feel myself being brought back to the good old days in TJ. For most of the entries, I could visualise the exact scenario that the events took place and when and where the entries were being posted.
Its been more than 3 years since I left TJ, and today, I truly believe that I've spent the happiest days of my life there.
All the while, I have enjoyed studying what I studied in TJ (perhaps minus the memorising of the bio stuff and the SPAs).
I still rmb that I liked chem and maths a lot.
I still rmb I were on very friendly terms with my tutor.
I still rmb how that Ah Chong kept calling me. YUCKS.
Studying was really a bliss in a non-competitive envt.
I enjoyed my CCA..pretending to do sth constructive in SCICO but end up doing nth actually.
I too enjoyed the bus 67 rides home after Physics S and SCICO with zj.
Back then, thou we were physically bounded by the dirty-green uniform, we were spiritually freed from the many responsibilities and troubles. No work was ever too difficult to handle back then. Or even if there were, you knew that u were not alone. Unlike the present, where you are supposed to face whatever being thrown to you, be it good or bad, alone. Yes, you have frens around. But they may not feel what you are feeling like the way my classmates used to do, cos of their bkgd or intellectual development. Afterall, they don't even share the same timetable as you.
Nobody is there to monitor your grades and tell you what you shd study and what you shdn't.
Nobody is there to mark attendance when the clock strikes 830am.
Nobody cares whether you are even there in the classroom or not.
There is no warmth in the cold TRs and LTs. Pple leave almost immediately when the class ends, and before you know it, you're out of class and walking around somewhere, alone.
Independence comes with a heavy price called responsibilities. Assignments one after another. Exam dates are smashed right onto your face when you planned your timetable. YOU are supposed to do your own time management. YOU are supposed to know what to do, when to do what and how to do. Isn't it tiring?
Undoubtedly, life in TJ was the best.
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Today I gotta know myself a lil' bit more.
I realise I really hate to study, hate to use my brain, hate to do lab, hate to write codes. I like to do nth that requires brain work.
There are so many things that I can't wait to do...
I can't wait for lab to end.
I can't wait to get out of school.
I can't wait for the codes to drop from the sky.
I can't wait to get some brain cells from some smart geeks and put them in a host cell and see them multiply and override the lazy and stupid brain cells that I've got.
I can't wait to finish this EMG report that I'm now working on, so that I can go and sleep, and dream of waiting no more for those things that I can't wait to do.
I realise I really hate to study, hate to use my brain, hate to do lab, hate to write codes. I like to do nth that requires brain work.
There are so many things that I can't wait to do...
I can't wait for lab to end.
I can't wait to get out of school.
I can't wait for the codes to drop from the sky.
I can't wait to get some brain cells from some smart geeks and put them in a host cell and see them multiply and override the lazy and stupid brain cells that I've got.
I can't wait to finish this EMG report that I'm now working on, so that I can go and sleep, and dream of waiting no more for those things that I can't wait to do.
Friday, March 12, 2010
DISCLAIMER: THIS IS A VERY LONG POST. READ AT YOUR OWN PERIL.
Today is officially a happie day, cos I've finally passed my driving test. FINALLY is the word. I opened my account on 19/10/07, took my BTT on 04/01/08, FTT on 18/03/08, 1st PT on 18/12/08, 2nd PT on 14/07/09, 3rd PT on 14/12/09, and today my 4th and also the last PT on 12/03/10. Looking back, its been more than 2 years. Its such a long and expensive journey, and I'm glad I've finally reached the destination.
This journey was definitely not easy. Learning sth is never easy in the 1st place. I don't regret my decision to learn driving, but I regretted joining as a private student. It was definitely a wrong move. Indeed one man's meat is another man's poison. While some may find private instructors good, some may find otherwise. And recently, I realised I belonged to the latter. I should have gone to school earlier.
Those 8 lessons in the CDC's car gave me a different perspective. It made me realise how much i dislike those "uncles"..how much i despise their un-professionalism, how much i loathe their attitude and how much I just simply hate them and their cars. A student's failure is correlated to the teacher's skills in one way or another. I do blame myself for making those mistakes in the previous attempts, but I blamed that idiotic guy even more for not teaching me well.
I'm not trying to mean anything, I'm just expressing how and what I truly feel.
I'm glad to have a good start this time round. I think I was just lucky to have Eric as my 1st instructor, cos he practically made everything right for me. He made me feel that driving isn't that difficult afterall. (BUT it is still very difficult). He might not be the best in the whole CDC, but to me, he's nice, even his car was good too. I always feel that all the other cars felt wrong and only his car was correct. In any case, my test car was some other car thou.
Today i was zamn nervous. I dunno why, its my 4th attempt already. I should be nonchalant abt it already. On the contrary, I was so nervous. Luckily Kenneth was around to calm me down. I dun undstd why would Eric badmouth him, even in his sms, it appears to me that he didnt like me to ask abt Kenneth. I thot he was ok?..maybe its some personal feud b/w them, which i can't be bothered.
Anyway, once i started the test, the nervousness went away. I thot I did perfectly fine in the circuit, but still i was "awarded" 8 points for not confirming safety during my parking. Oh well, what can I do? But I swear I did check.
I didn't do a U-turn...I was puzzled. This morning my warm-up officer said that no U-turn != fail, but I refused to believe him. That was why I was puzzled and scared. The first person I met when i pulled up at the yellow box was Kenneth. He asked if i pass/fail. I shrugged my shoulders. I had no idea at all. I was so worried I had already gotten an immed. failure, thats why everything ended so soon. I was very scared.
Went up, I could feel my heart beating VERY LOUDLY! It was a long wait for him to print the results slip. Many thoughts were running thru my head at that time. I was going thru what I would do if i fail again..blah blah blah. So he was done, we sat down and he started scolding me. SO LOUDLY that I thot everyone in the room could hear him loud and clear. He scolded me for driving as if I was still learning. He scolded me for not moving off until someone decided to honk me. He scolded me for..... I can't rmb. I only rmb him saying that if he were to be more stringent, I wouldn't have passed. And he asked if this was my 1st attempt even thou he saw the 3 previous test dates on the 3 previous PDLs. He was really really very fierce!!! Ng Seh Hock is his name. How can I ever forget.
When I went down, I met Kenneth again. He thot I failed again, cos I was holding on to my PDLs..but those were the prev ones. LOL. He said that I got one of the worst testers..and apparently he was in a good mood since he decided to pass me. Many times before, he pointed out to me that tester's face, but I always missed it for some reason or other. And it so happened that its that same tester who tested me. -.-"
Things seemed to happen in a trance after that. basically its just procedures..to take passport size photo, to apply for new license, to watch safety video.
I seriously was prepared to fail this time. I didn't even bother to bring a photo or enough cash to pay for anything. But I'm glad to have passed, really, its been dragging for so long. The time and money and effort and stress and brain cells and tears and everything.
I smile as I finally put a full-stop to them. :)
Today is officially a happie day, cos I've finally passed my driving test. FINALLY is the word. I opened my account on 19/10/07, took my BTT on 04/01/08, FTT on 18/03/08, 1st PT on 18/12/08, 2nd PT on 14/07/09, 3rd PT on 14/12/09, and today my 4th and also the last PT on 12/03/10. Looking back, its been more than 2 years. Its such a long and expensive journey, and I'm glad I've finally reached the destination.
This journey was definitely not easy. Learning sth is never easy in the 1st place. I don't regret my decision to learn driving, but I regretted joining as a private student. It was definitely a wrong move. Indeed one man's meat is another man's poison. While some may find private instructors good, some may find otherwise. And recently, I realised I belonged to the latter. I should have gone to school earlier.
Those 8 lessons in the CDC's car gave me a different perspective. It made me realise how much i dislike those "uncles"..how much i despise their un-professionalism, how much i loathe their attitude and how much I just simply hate them and their cars. A student's failure is correlated to the teacher's skills in one way or another. I do blame myself for making those mistakes in the previous attempts, but I blamed that idiotic guy even more for not teaching me well.
I'm not trying to mean anything, I'm just expressing how and what I truly feel.
I'm glad to have a good start this time round. I think I was just lucky to have Eric as my 1st instructor, cos he practically made everything right for me. He made me feel that driving isn't that difficult afterall. (BUT it is still very difficult). He might not be the best in the whole CDC, but to me, he's nice, even his car was good too. I always feel that all the other cars felt wrong and only his car was correct. In any case, my test car was some other car thou.
Today i was zamn nervous. I dunno why, its my 4th attempt already. I should be nonchalant abt it already. On the contrary, I was so nervous. Luckily Kenneth was around to calm me down. I dun undstd why would Eric badmouth him, even in his sms, it appears to me that he didnt like me to ask abt Kenneth. I thot he was ok?..maybe its some personal feud b/w them, which i can't be bothered.
Anyway, once i started the test, the nervousness went away. I thot I did perfectly fine in the circuit, but still i was "awarded" 8 points for not confirming safety during my parking. Oh well, what can I do? But I swear I did check.
I didn't do a U-turn...I was puzzled. This morning my warm-up officer said that no U-turn != fail, but I refused to believe him. That was why I was puzzled and scared. The first person I met when i pulled up at the yellow box was Kenneth. He asked if i pass/fail. I shrugged my shoulders. I had no idea at all. I was so worried I had already gotten an immed. failure, thats why everything ended so soon. I was very scared.
Went up, I could feel my heart beating VERY LOUDLY! It was a long wait for him to print the results slip. Many thoughts were running thru my head at that time. I was going thru what I would do if i fail again..blah blah blah. So he was done, we sat down and he started scolding me. SO LOUDLY that I thot everyone in the room could hear him loud and clear. He scolded me for driving as if I was still learning. He scolded me for not moving off until someone decided to honk me. He scolded me for..... I can't rmb. I only rmb him saying that if he were to be more stringent, I wouldn't have passed. And he asked if this was my 1st attempt even thou he saw the 3 previous test dates on the 3 previous PDLs. He was really really very fierce!!! Ng Seh Hock is his name. How can I ever forget.
When I went down, I met Kenneth again. He thot I failed again, cos I was holding on to my PDLs..but those were the prev ones. LOL. He said that I got one of the worst testers..and apparently he was in a good mood since he decided to pass me. Many times before, he pointed out to me that tester's face, but I always missed it for some reason or other. And it so happened that its that same tester who tested me. -.-"
Things seemed to happen in a trance after that. basically its just procedures..to take passport size photo, to apply for new license, to watch safety video.
I seriously was prepared to fail this time. I didn't even bother to bring a photo or enough cash to pay for anything. But I'm glad to have passed, really, its been dragging for so long. The time and money and effort and stress and brain cells and tears and everything.
I smile as I finally put a full-stop to them. :)
Thursday, March 11, 2010
How gracious are people in Singapore today?
IF one fine day, u happen to talk very loudly over the phone on the MRT, and a gal sitting next to you happen to ask you to lower your volume politely. How would you react?
A. Say sorry and lower your volume.
B. Lower your volume.
C. Turn around and scold the person for being a busybody.
THAT very fine day, I happened to be that gal. I didnt mean to be a busybody as in option C, but I really was trying to read my notes (cos i ponned my lect). Despite stuffing my earphones with a mildly loud mp3 being played, I could still hear the the monologue that this guy next to me was having. I took many glances at the pple around me, and I could tell that they all found him speaking quite loudly.
Of cos, I'm only normal, so I'm a KPO. But he kept repeating his lines that I really got bored with what he was talking about. Besides, he was using vulgarities + his English was terrible. He sounded like he's a Msian or HongKie. For sure, he's younger than me.
From his content and tone, i INFERRED that he was pissed off with this gal for misusing his trust and suspecting that he would betray her. He was also angry with her cos he spent some 500mins (which was equivalent to 8hrs he said) playing some game for her, and it turned out that she was quite unappreciative of his efforts.
Anyway, so i decided to use my hp, and text the following line "Do you mind lowering ur voice pls?" I tilted my phone in a subtle way, such that he would be able to see wat i typed, and I returned to my notes almost immediately.
It caught me by surprise when he chose option C and replied "This is not a library, I do not have to keep my volume down. You have no right to order me to keep quiet..blah blah blah". I did not respond at all. Cos i wanted to let pple have the impression that he's a lunatic. My eyes were glued at my notes all the time, and I had every reason to ignore him since I was listening to my mp3, I pretended not to hear him.
After he hung up, once in a while, he would utter the same lines. But again, he caught not even the slightest of my attention.
From the corner of my eyes, I could feel that pple were switching their glances between him and me. But there was no need for me to care. I presumed the conclusion that the other commuters got was that, that guy really was crazy. LOL.
Anyhow, this incident really was unexpected. Maybe I really deserved to be scolded for being a nosey parker. But putting myself in his shoes, if someone were to do the same thing as I did, I would be so embarrassed, and would react as in option A. It would never cross my mind to do what he had done, seriously. Thats why I wonder..how gracious are the people in Singapore today?
IF one fine day, u happen to talk very loudly over the phone on the MRT, and a gal sitting next to you happen to ask you to lower your volume politely. How would you react?
A. Say sorry and lower your volume.
B. Lower your volume.
C. Turn around and scold the person for being a busybody.
THAT very fine day, I happened to be that gal. I didnt mean to be a busybody as in option C, but I really was trying to read my notes (cos i ponned my lect). Despite stuffing my earphones with a mildly loud mp3 being played, I could still hear the the monologue that this guy next to me was having. I took many glances at the pple around me, and I could tell that they all found him speaking quite loudly.
Of cos, I'm only normal, so I'm a KPO. But he kept repeating his lines that I really got bored with what he was talking about. Besides, he was using vulgarities + his English was terrible. He sounded like he's a Msian or HongKie. For sure, he's younger than me.
From his content and tone, i INFERRED that he was pissed off with this gal for misusing his trust and suspecting that he would betray her. He was also angry with her cos he spent some 500mins (which was equivalent to 8hrs he said) playing some game for her, and it turned out that she was quite unappreciative of his efforts.
Anyway, so i decided to use my hp, and text the following line "Do you mind lowering ur voice pls?" I tilted my phone in a subtle way, such that he would be able to see wat i typed, and I returned to my notes almost immediately.
It caught me by surprise when he chose option C and replied "This is not a library, I do not have to keep my volume down. You have no right to order me to keep quiet..blah blah blah". I did not respond at all. Cos i wanted to let pple have the impression that he's a lunatic. My eyes were glued at my notes all the time, and I had every reason to ignore him since I was listening to my mp3, I pretended not to hear him.
After he hung up, once in a while, he would utter the same lines. But again, he caught not even the slightest of my attention.
From the corner of my eyes, I could feel that pple were switching their glances between him and me. But there was no need for me to care. I presumed the conclusion that the other commuters got was that, that guy really was crazy. LOL.
Anyhow, this incident really was unexpected. Maybe I really deserved to be scolded for being a nosey parker. But putting myself in his shoes, if someone were to do the same thing as I did, I would be so embarrassed, and would react as in option A. It would never cross my mind to do what he had done, seriously. Thats why I wonder..how gracious are the people in Singapore today?
Friday, March 05, 2010
Probably this is not fresh anymore, but yes, i do feel very much, like buying an one-way air ticket and fly to somewhere where no one, nothing can ever locate me.
Its rare that i would feel like leaving home. Its not my home's fault. It has nth gotta do with my family members. I just wanna be alone. I enjoy the journey home alone, listening to my mp3, even if it means walking under the hot sun. I dun mind. I appreciate those moments of blank-outs, when I could not rmb what I wanted to say and do. Its a throbbing pain to be constantly reminded of the work I haven't done, or I dunno how they should be done. Or to be reminded of things and people that I dun wish to be reminded of. Or to be reminded of deadlines and expiry dates and whatever purposes those dates serve.
I admit I am lazy. I have worked hard for so many years, I can't wait to take a break. I hate to study. Actually I can't study. Cos at the end of the day, I rmb nth from what I've studied. I sucked at program writing..people can write the things that I can't write even thou we have studied the same thing.
I can't do practical work. My lab sucks, my driving sucks..anything hands-on = I sucked. So if I cant do hands-on work and I can't do brain work, what can I do?
It seems like I only know how to eat, sleep and do whatever that does not require any brain work. Thats equivalent to stupidity, good-for-nth, isn't it?
I wish to be happy and forget all the problems I have. But is that possible, really?
Its rare that i would feel like leaving home. Its not my home's fault. It has nth gotta do with my family members. I just wanna be alone. I enjoy the journey home alone, listening to my mp3, even if it means walking under the hot sun. I dun mind. I appreciate those moments of blank-outs, when I could not rmb what I wanted to say and do. Its a throbbing pain to be constantly reminded of the work I haven't done, or I dunno how they should be done. Or to be reminded of things and people that I dun wish to be reminded of. Or to be reminded of deadlines and expiry dates and whatever purposes those dates serve.
I admit I am lazy. I have worked hard for so many years, I can't wait to take a break. I hate to study. Actually I can't study. Cos at the end of the day, I rmb nth from what I've studied. I sucked at program writing..people can write the things that I can't write even thou we have studied the same thing.
I can't do practical work. My lab sucks, my driving sucks..anything hands-on = I sucked. So if I cant do hands-on work and I can't do brain work, what can I do?
It seems like I only know how to eat, sleep and do whatever that does not require any brain work. Thats equivalent to stupidity, good-for-nth, isn't it?
I wish to be happy and forget all the problems I have. But is that possible, really?
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Dog of a nose, nose of a dog. I still laugh when i think of this remark. How silly. the haze is here again!! I can smell it, thou I dun see it. Look at the sky at night. Those are not rain clouds, but some smog or smoke from some dunno-where. I still rmb that day that big patch of grass where the Premier now stands, caught fire. I called it the forest fire. 2nd sis came to pick me up after school, and we had to detour cos of the fire engines and the road blocks.
Those days with that irritating burning smell always remind me of him. I have absolutely no idea why. Recently I questioned myself..Did I really like him actually? Has he ever liked me before? Whats the definition of liking someone..the symptoms? Sometimes I really appreciate the concrete facts and formulas that engineering has got. At least it makes things very clear. True can't be false, just like right can't be wrong.
If I could turn back time, and did things that I would now disapprove of, what would it have been like? Would I be happier, sadder, glad to have done that, or regret to have done that? I RONNO.
If things were supposed to happen, it would have happened years ago. And this reminds me of how time really flies. 2005-2010...its been almost 5 years? And i still regard myself as a kid. I act like a kid, think like a kid, live like a kid. Its so kiddish.
Those days with that irritating burning smell always remind me of him. I have absolutely no idea why. Recently I questioned myself..Did I really like him actually? Has he ever liked me before? Whats the definition of liking someone..the symptoms? Sometimes I really appreciate the concrete facts and formulas that engineering has got. At least it makes things very clear. True can't be false, just like right can't be wrong.
If I could turn back time, and did things that I would now disapprove of, what would it have been like? Would I be happier, sadder, glad to have done that, or regret to have done that? I RONNO.
If things were supposed to happen, it would have happened years ago. And this reminds me of how time really flies. 2005-2010...its been almost 5 years? And i still regard myself as a kid. I act like a kid, think like a kid, live like a kid. Its so kiddish.
Sunday, January 24, 2010
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Monday, January 18, 2010
2 things i've wanted to mention since long time ago, but i was just too lazy to blog abt it.
over the hols, i went to the airport many times to meet my sis. standing at the arrival hall, i see happie pple hugging one another, laughing, welcoming their loved ones back. thou i was standing some distance away, i could feel their joy and happiness. i was reminded of how me and my mum felt when i came back from INSTEP months ago. its always nice to go home. and i've never appreciated being at home so much, before i went away. not going to US is not a disappointment. i mean it is a disappointment, but this kinda thing, u gain some, u lose some. its not a win-win kinda thing. so its reallie ok.
and i can't believe just how lazy i am. yes, so i like to be at home. and do nth, absolutely nth. i would rather go home at 9.30am than to stay in school to read up on fyp stuff, or even to work at the EEE office. I just wanna go home, even if there's nth for me to do at home.
i hate responsibilities. i would love to be the chairman of XXX, the president of YYY and participate in ZZZ..but can i not shoulder the responsibilities that come wif those commitment?
this is a pure case of laziness.
over the hols, i went to the airport many times to meet my sis. standing at the arrival hall, i see happie pple hugging one another, laughing, welcoming their loved ones back. thou i was standing some distance away, i could feel their joy and happiness. i was reminded of how me and my mum felt when i came back from INSTEP months ago. its always nice to go home. and i've never appreciated being at home so much, before i went away. not going to US is not a disappointment. i mean it is a disappointment, but this kinda thing, u gain some, u lose some. its not a win-win kinda thing. so its reallie ok.
and i can't believe just how lazy i am. yes, so i like to be at home. and do nth, absolutely nth. i would rather go home at 9.30am than to stay in school to read up on fyp stuff, or even to work at the EEE office. I just wanna go home, even if there's nth for me to do at home.
i hate responsibilities. i would love to be the chairman of XXX, the president of YYY and participate in ZZZ..but can i not shoulder the responsibilities that come wif those commitment?
this is a pure case of laziness.
Saturday, January 09, 2010
it was supposed to be a very happie day. but it ended on a very sad note when i saw the lect notes of EE4695. i so very regretted choosing the module over EE4001-one which everyone says its easy. why did i believe in my ability in playing with fire, immersing myself in the devil combination of electronics and physics?
to add first before i drop. i don't feel like doing that. the notes are such turn-offs that i don't think i wanna take a 2nd look at them. i choose to believe that anything is better than that.
may there still be slots that i want when i do my add drop. i will bring my laptop to class by all means. even if that makes the face of the Indian professor even blacker.
to add first before i drop. i don't feel like doing that. the notes are such turn-offs that i don't think i wanna take a 2nd look at them. i choose to believe that anything is better than that.
may there still be slots that i want when i do my add drop. i will bring my laptop to class by all means. even if that makes the face of the Indian professor even blacker.
Friday, January 08, 2010
i dislike school. but i dislike the pple of hall 5 even more. not all of them, but some crazy pple who at the age of 21+++, still cant prioritize their stuff.
these are pple who are so much more than indispensable in life. i don't care if they smile or talk to me, or if they make faces behind my back. they are pple whom I don't share a single bit of fake concern. i still rmb how Charlotte and William attempted to force us in going CLDDS practices unreasonably during our Sec 2 holidays.
those hall pple belong to pure mutated species of Charlotte and William.
a new room, a new beginning. may those mutants leave me alone.
my new year resolution? to escape from the mutants. LOL
these are pple who are so much more than indispensable in life. i don't care if they smile or talk to me, or if they make faces behind my back. they are pple whom I don't share a single bit of fake concern. i still rmb how Charlotte and William attempted to force us in going CLDDS practices unreasonably during our Sec 2 holidays.
those hall pple belong to pure mutated species of Charlotte and William.
a new room, a new beginning. may those mutants leave me alone.
my new year resolution? to escape from the mutants. LOL
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